The place for writers: Upload your writing in minutes, receive peer feedback from other writers, poets, authors, then get your work published out there in the real world. Learn how other writers are doing it.
I didn't even know you
I can't remember your name
You had invited me over
To play a video game
Just someone I worked with
Who came from Chicago
I wasn't that worried
When I told you "No"
I could tell you were lonely
I could see you were in pain
But just how much
I could not ascertain
At work the next morning
Is when I found out
You had taken a revolver
And blown your brains out
You found your solution
When your brains hit the wall
But some pain that had left you
Came to pay me a call
My friends called me lucky
Said that I could be dead too
But I couldn't stop thinking
There was something I could do
I still feel your sorrow
Though some lives I have saved
I can't rid myself
Of the pain that you gave
I keep thinking about
That day years ago
And if you would ask me
Would I still say "No"
And if I had been there
Would you have still pulled the gun?
But what's left of you is buried
And it can't be undone
I'm still shedding tears
For a man I don't know
And the world you left spinning
Just continues to go
With its petty worries
Competitions and fun
But that bullet stopped you
Before you'd even begun
(c) 2006 Gary Hassler
Want to comment on this Poetry? Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Poetry and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...
